Well, then. I just slept the day away. Literally. It’s 11 pm and I just got up. I’m not sure what happened. I was planning to get up and visit the goats and do some shopping and go to the bank. Instead I went back to bed and now the day has slipped through my fingers. Oh well. I guess there’s another one tomorrow.

My body is sore. You’d think spending a whole day (and the night before it) in bed would make you all relaxed and comfy. But it doesn’t quite work that way. Good thing too, otherwise I might never get out. Sometimes I think that might be easier… You never know.

A quiet day. A still ocean.

Took a shower and went shopping. The rest of the day went with TV and computer. And collapsing on the floor. Brøndby beat FC Haka from Finland 4-0 in the UEFA cup. Good stuff. Now it is dark and almost time to go to bed. Even better. Like butter.

The past week I have received two letters addressed to the guy who lived here before me. Plus one addressed to someone I have never heard of. I suspect the mailman may be on drugs. I will have to find some way to investigate this theory. Perhaps ask him if he can score me so phat dope? Yeah, that’s the ticket.

Other than that, you’re welcome.